1. O tear that remained steadfast
In the face of life's adversities without stirring

2. She whose cultivation was difficult
You brought down forcibly according to destiny

3. And made her flow though she was unable
To make the great calamities of others flow

4. She responded to the call of immense disasters
And complied with the logic of guitar strings

5. Does a fingertip that you move gently have
Tears that leave a trace?

6. And do tears and holding them back have a wing
For people? Do you know that they have a wing?

7. Crises did not cease to trouble me
Until I bought benefit with harm

8. And I found myself delighted with tears
Like the delight of crops with rain

9. It covered the eyes and could not see
A tear is dearer to me than my sight

10. O a precious, expensive tear
All my treasures ransom you

11. Of female critics' judgment
And the argument of arrogant and despised trees

12. The language of emotions, most of its logic
Is beyond being measured by human logic

13. I searched for you but did not find a trace
Until I thought the eye was of stone

14. And I passed my eyelid like one confident
And retreated from you in defeat

15. And I became envious of every depressed one
With a tear-shedding stony eye

16. How many a crisis, had you been present
Would have been relieved by your fragrant flow

17. Had you been with me, I would not have burdened
The cup of wine and the gathering of night talk

18. I would have washed an eyelid that dried from thirst
Flying off sparks, inflamed

19. I await you every moment
Knowing that grief awaits me

20. Your long withholding makes my strangled self worse
And my cheekbones, and now, so flow down

21. You were the confidante in her hiding places
And now I see you in danger

22. And if you withhold yourself from me, be content
That the handkerchief is a better extractor

23. Flow, do not leave any clots
That clung to my heart, and do not neglect

24. And take along a wailing that befits me
And take my patience forcibly, O Able One

25. For my skin has certainly harmed my composure
So my features are aging my age

26. How much wisdom is in the heart's breaking
No heart lives unless broken

27. These natures are not purified
Except by the touch of worry and gloom

28. And how often a soul's bloom showed
Through unexpected sorrow

29. Touch the handkerchief, and a breath exhales
Extending in the breaths of one dying

30. In the compliance of your hand, the arousal of my emotion
And its deliverance from the stagnation of boredom

31. And you removed me from a filthy world
To a brilliant, fresh, best next one

32. By hearing, man ransoms his seer
And I ransomed hearing with sight

33. O heart - and forgetfulness is loss
This is the time of remembrance, so remember

34. These are clues hovering
In you in the sky of ideal imagination

35. And review the days, edge full
With the variation of images

36. I recall a whispered conversation and society
Adorned with the kiss of caution

37. Imprinted with a thrilling heart
With enticements, and a needing heart

38. Understanding, so there was no wrong or sin
That would happen undeserving of forgiveness

39. I recall her pillowing her bent forearm
And wavy loosened-hair felicity

40. Sweet-dreamt, going
With her imagination to childhood levels

41. I recall a hand that passed over a body
Which from it is until now in panic

42. And a white night, eternal
From which I knew the pleasures of travel

43. Then turn the memories to another direction
To pasture on other worlds

44. To stun for a usurper who in discontent
Became tossed between the hands of evil

45. A body without a heart with a trace
Addicted to desires, limited

46. A fruit without shade, you have
As though captive a shade without fruit

47. How many hearts like yours lost
To religions' control over mankind